歌曲 | Bright Mouths |
歌手 | Electric President |
专辑 | Sleep Well |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cooper, Kane | |
I see you in my head and eye | |
Your eyes are vacant | |
And your mouth is bright | |
And all you say are things I don't want to hear | |
So I smash my hands against my broken ears | |
We are the thoughts that you were warned about | |
We are the shadows in your basement | |
When you say doomsday we say everything's alright | |
But it's all the same | |
Get yourself a number | |
Oh we've been watching you sleep | |
We know your tricks | |
We know all your bad habits | |
We know your secrets | |
We know where your loss | |
We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons | |
All along you've been asking what's wrong with me | |
All along you've been asking what's wrong with me | |
All along you've been living your predicament | |
Saying you were innocent but what's that got to do with us | |
We are the cracks in all you dream about | |
We are the noises in your attic | |
We are the people you were warned about | |
We are the monsters in your closet | |
Now it's fine your hopes you're just like us | |
Yeah, you're just like us | |
It's fine your prayers you're broke like us | |
Yeah, you're broke like us | |
We watch you when you're asleep | |
We hear as you grind your teeth | |
We're always waiting smells but they're never what they seem | |
You run when you're awake but they still kill ya when you dream |
zuo qu : Cooper, Kane | |
I see you in my head and eye | |
Your eyes are vacant | |
And your mouth is bright | |
And all you say are things I don' t want to hear | |
So I smash my hands against my broken ears | |
We are the thoughts that you were warned about | |
We are the shadows in your basement | |
When you say doomsday we say everything' s alright | |
But it' s all the same | |
Get yourself a number | |
Oh we' ve been watching you sleep | |
We know your tricks | |
We know all your bad habits | |
We know your secrets | |
We know where your loss | |
We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons | |
All along you' ve been asking what' s wrong with me | |
All along you' ve been asking what' s wrong with me | |
All along you' ve been living your predicament | |
Saying you were innocent but what' s that got to do with us | |
We are the cracks in all you dream about | |
We are the noises in your attic | |
We are the people you were warned about | |
We are the monsters in your closet | |
Now it' s fine your hopes you' re just like us | |
Yeah, you' re just like us | |
It' s fine your prayers you' re broke like us | |
Yeah, you' re broke like us | |
We watch you when you' re asleep | |
We hear as you grind your teeth | |
We' re always waiting smells but they' re never what they seem | |
You run when you' re awake but they still kill ya when you dream |
zuò qǔ : Cooper, Kane | |
I see you in my head and eye | |
Your eyes are vacant | |
And your mouth is bright | |
And all you say are things I don' t want to hear | |
So I smash my hands against my broken ears | |
We are the thoughts that you were warned about | |
We are the shadows in your basement | |
When you say doomsday we say everything' s alright | |
But it' s all the same | |
Get yourself a number | |
Oh we' ve been watching you sleep | |
We know your tricks | |
We know all your bad habits | |
We know your secrets | |
We know where your loss | |
We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons | |
All along you' ve been asking what' s wrong with me | |
All along you' ve been asking what' s wrong with me | |
All along you' ve been living your predicament | |
Saying you were innocent but what' s that got to do with us | |
We are the cracks in all you dream about | |
We are the noises in your attic | |
We are the people you were warned about | |
We are the monsters in your closet | |
Now it' s fine your hopes you' re just like us | |
Yeah, you' re just like us | |
It' s fine your prayers you' re broke like us | |
Yeah, you' re broke like us | |
We watch you when you' re asleep | |
We hear as you grind your teeth | |
We' re always waiting smells but they' re never what they seem | |
You run when you' re awake but they still kill ya when you dream |